The weekend after new years 2015 in Glamis. What started out as a fun, simple trip slowly eliminated all of our trucks except for one.
First casualty was my ranger. My friends all had stock interior trucks at the time which are āhop in and goā vs me, having to climb through the jungle gym, harness in, add helmet, and go. We were headed for Olds at night and i was following (what i thought was) their tailights.
**Side note; my friends do not go in the big dunes with their trucks**
As Iām chasing down their (not their) tailights Iām realizing the dunes and bowls are getting bigger and bigger. Finally catch up enough to realize Iām chasing a group of SXSās into the dunes way behind olds. Once i fired up my GSP while also trying to drive and shift simultaneously I realized my error and how far off course I was. One dune away, ONE messily albeit large dune away from the road into olds, i crest the top and found a perfect hole sized for a ranger. Itās Hard to tell in the picture but the truck was about roofline even with the hole. Luckily my friend Chris had working 4wd in Clifford (R.I.P. Clifford) and was able to get back there and pull me out.
Then all hell broke loose. I grenaded my transmission accidentally sending it way too big over a dune. Chris blew a head gasket on the F-150. Caseys exhaust fell off. We called it a day and started loading up the next morning. Well who woulda thought a semi truck and sand donāt mix? The truck didnāt even move an inch when we tried to pull it over to the hard pack to load, it just sank. We dropped the lowboy trailer and somehow got the semi out from under the trailer and over to hard pack. We used our ice chest water and water bottles to try and make a driveway of sorts to back the semi back under the trailer which we thankfully got reattached on the second try after slamming into it at 10mph. Then sank the semi in the sand again. By this point we had been there for 5 hours and were stuck and out of ideas when WAY off in the distance someone in a Cat dozer was crawling towards us. I think his name was Jerry? Whatever it was weād still be there without this guy. He dragged the semi and trailer backwards over to the concrete and refuses to take any cash we had, he was just happy to help. We got a late start towards home but we at least got started haha
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